Disaster Shelter

Shonan Province, Sihu City.

A middle-aged man with slightly gray hair got off a limousine, followed by a young woman with long hair.

Father, do we really want to open a branch in Sihu City? This is next door to Qianhu City, which is the territory of Ruixing Group. The man who looked a few years older than the middle-aged man asked with a frown road.

What, Jianda, are you afraid? Do you think we, Kewei, can't compete with that brat's Ruixing Group? The middle-aged man asked in a low voice.

Zhang Jianda said with some headaches: Although Ruixing Group has developed rapidly, its current scale is far inferior to that of Kewei.

But the market here has already been seized by them first. Wherever our branch is opened, the prospects are better than here. There is no need to confront the Ruixing Group. They will not give up the business just because we are Kewei. Let us...

The middle-aged man snorted softly: I've already decided, it must be here, you don't need to say anything, just get ready, Kewei is still my caller.

Zhang Jianda sighed, shook his head and left the vicinity of the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man overshadowed the sky in the Kewei Group. Even if he was the son of the other party, he could not change the other party's decision.

That's right, the middle-aged man is Zhang Jianda's father, Zhang Kewei, the founder of Kewei Group!

Wen Wen once met Zhang Ke more than a year ago. At that time, Zhang Ke was just a terminally ill old man, but now he looks a few years younger than his son.

After Zhang Jianda left, the woman behind Zhang Ke whispered something in Zhang Ke's ear.

After hearing this, Zhang Ke sneered, You said that Feng Ruixing was the president of the SRS Foundation, a superpower organization founded a few months ago?

What does that have to do with me? I'm just a businessman, and I'm here to do business seriously. He can still send superpowers to assassinate me.

The woman was silent, and then stood behind Zhang Ke again.

The Hunter Association will provide some specific protection for big entrepreneurs like Zhang Ke, usually by letting retired demon hunters be their bodyguards, and Wang Qin is the superpower responsible for protecting Zhang Ke.

She has already reminded what should be reminded. As for whether Zhang Ke will listen or not, it is not something she can control.

...

There is gray mist floating everywhere in the sky, and the whole world seems to have no other colors.

This is the middle ground between the inner world and the real world - the gray mist layer.

This place is on the side of the inner world, where countless souls and ghosts wander. Monsters will sneak into here at any time, and use those soulless ghosts as rations.

However, not all souls are at the mercy of others, some have regained some consciousness due to some kind of stimulation, and are called wandering souls.

Wandering spirits are not more powerful than other spirits, but they can move according to their own will, that is to say, they can avoid being hunted and killed by monsters.

Although their speed is not fast enough to escape monsters, their taste and nutritional value are not higher than other souls, so monsters are usually too lazy to attack them.

In this pale street, a woman in white with long fluttering hair fluttered in one direction with a ferocious expression.

Her facial features were displaced, her white clothes were mostly stained red with blood, and her tongue was a foot long. If someone saw her, she might be scared to death.

This woman in white is a wandering soul who happened to have awakened self-awareness, but she was not here to scare people, but to run for her life.

These wandering souls, although living in this layer of gray mist is not comfortable, but they have never been so thrilling.

Today she is going to sell her hue, from a big old wandering soul, in exchange for some gadgets that the wandering soul can enjoy.

But as soon as she entered the door, she found that the big old rough wandering soul had been caught, and she hurriedly prepared to escape, but she didn't expect that the guy who caught the big old rough wandering soul chased after her frantically.

These wandering souls have lived here for an unknown number of years. When did they suffer this kind of grievance?

Isn't that monster crazy?

Don't eat the delicious roast duck that's ready-made, but grab the duck with shit on its tail and eat it?

The wandering soul in white stopped only after he could not hear the voice behind him. Before he could take a breath, he found that his hair was being grabbed and dragged in one direction.

Enduring the severe pain, she looked back and saw a tall monster in a gray robe.

This monster has a sharp red tail, and the big hand holding her is also red, and it has a very pungent smell...

It smells of sulfur!

It's a demon!

...

On the side of the main street in Sihu City, a young man grabbed an old lady, holding a reflective amulet in his hand, eloquently.

Sister, I see that your seal is black. I guess you are going through a bloody disaster. If I do a good deed, I will give you this colorful blue amulet.

How much? asked the broad and fat aunt in a bad tone.

Lin Huan flicked his hair: I think we are destined, how about this, I will make a profit at a loss, not one thousand eight, nor ninety-nine eight, as long as ninety-eight you can take this colorful blue amulet home!

You have to wear it on your body from time to time, and drink more hot brown sugar water, the bloody disaster will naturally subside.

Stinking rogue!

The aunt slapped Lin Huan, looked at Lin Huan as if she was insane, turned around and ran away from the street.

Lin Huan stretched out his hand to stop the aunt, but finally stopped. If he continued calling, the aunt might call the police.

Hahaha……

I'm laughing to death, drink more brown sugar water, thanks to your thinking.

Two young men came over, patted Lin Huan on the shoulder vigorously, and laughed mercilessly.

One of these two men is Hu Yanbing who was admitted to the shelter by Wen Wen when he captured Dr. Feng, and the other is Su Nuo who was taken in at the Qingji Plateau.

Lin Huan pulled the opponent's hand: Did I lie to her? She really suffered a bloody disaster. Let her drink more brown sugar water for her own good...

Su Nuo and the two were immediately startled: No way, Lin Banxian'er, can you really count?

Lin Huan said proudly: If you are like me, if you open a ghost office for a year or so, you can also tell when a woman has a bloody disaster.

Hu Yanbing rolled his eyes: Isn't this still the bloody disaster, women always have a few days every month that they can't overcome...

Come on, didn't I want to get us some food money, who made you two trash lose your wallet...

Hu Yanbing snorted coldly: As long as the momentum is there, I can never eat or drink.

After the three of them quarreled for a while, Lin Huan looked towards the direction where the old lady had left with a solemn expression. Before the old lady left, he quietly stuffed the amulet in his hand into the old lady's handbag...